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Be mean to your characters.

What do they take for granted? Take it away from them.

The one thing they know for certain? Make them doubt it.

Their worst fear? Throw it at their faces.

Make their plans fail. Make them cry. Make them question things and then learn about them and the way they react in the process.

Be mean to your character. Then be kind to them for a while, because after all that they may deserve it.

THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER XV

Hi, how's everyone? I was happy to see the votes in the poll^^ it's a good way for us to communicate. One person voted for no more +18 scenes! Does that mean you like my plots and characters? (Because you know I only write AU) I feel honored, really, from the bottom of my heart. So I'll always try to say when I have these kinds of scenes.

Without further ado, thank you for following me along this story!

CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / CHAPTER III / CHAPTER IV / CHAPTER V / CHAPTER VI / CHAPTER VII / CHAPTER VIII / CHAPTER IX / CHAPTER X / CHAPTER XI / CHAPTER XII / CHAPTER XIII / CHAPTER XIV

Nico didn't know what was happening to him. Or better yet, he did knew. The question was why.

"Baby." Percy said against his ear, digging his fingers into his hair for a brief moment that almost made him come. But too soon, Percy's hands traveled to his shoulders and down to his waist, stopping both their movements. "They will hear us.’’

Nico closed his mouth and tried to stifle the next moan, but he couldn't stop himself, rocking on Percy's lap and bending over him, and that’s what he didn't understand. Nico had never had sex with anyone like this before and suddenly, it was all he could think about. How could this be happening to him? The worst thing was that Percy was being a perfect gentleman. Or that was the case until Nico woke up the next morning. He'd gone to the bathroom and when he came back, Percy was still there, all stretched out on the bed, with nothing covering him... when had Percy gotten so tall or gotten those muscles? And those arms? Nico couldn't help himself, he went back to bed and... well, Nico would like to say that he had just watched Percy sleep.

Even though he felt sensitive from the night before and  had a headache from his hangover, Nico crawled across the bed and sat on Percy's waist, trying to be careful. This was so wrong, the talk of consent coming back with a vengeance. But maybe if he woke him up in an interesting way, Percy wouldn't be so angry with him. So, Nico did what he'd wanted to do for a long time, he put his hands on Percy's abdomen and slid them up, fingering the muscles and coming back down, feeling the hairs stand up against his fingers What would he have to do to get Percy to wake up? Maybe if he... Nico bent over Percy and reached up to sun-tanned face, feeling the beard that was beginning to grow, seeing a smile on Percy's wide lips.

"Per?" When Percy still refused to open his eyes, Nico continued his exploration. He massaged the broad chest and rubbed the erect nipples with his fingertips, watching them get hard.

It looked like he would have to do everything himself in the end, which was fine, it just gave him the courage to carry on. 

With gentle motions, Nico slid his ass down and found a bulge that hadn't been there five minutes ago. Should he? Nico knew it would hurt a bit, but he didn't want to look for the lube. It couldn't hurt that much, right? 

Testing the waters, Nico once again sat on Percy's lap, brought his hand behind him and found Percy's cock fully erect. Maybe he was a masochist, was the only explanation for the groan he let out when he forced himself against the resistance and the head passed through the tight entrance, sliding in much more easily than he had expected. Gods! The tip was so wet that he ended up finding the bottom faster than he expected. Nico thought he had screamed, he thought he had squeezed Percy's member inside him with all the strength he had. How could that translate into pleasure for his nerves, how?!

"You're going to hurt yourself." He heard Percy say in the background and felt hands squeeze his legs tightly. It was hard to concentrate on anything other than the member stretching him and the tremors of pleasure and pain that hit his senses. But... but everything would be all right, because a few moments later Nico felt warm hands caressing his back, the member pulling out of him and then wet fingers were massaging inside him for Percy's member to slide in him again, deep and delicious, reaching that place that until last night Nico hadn't known existed.

"What is it, hm? Why is my baby crying? Where does it hurt?’’

He denied it, shook his head, and let himself loosen. He put his arms around Percy's neck and relaxed, which made everything feel better. But Percy was still motionless there, breathing fast against his neck and holding him tightly around the waist. 

"Per... I need it.’’

"Doesn't it hurt? From last night?’’

Nico denied it once again, settling himself better on Percy's lap, making the member inside him hit the best spots with just that accidental movement.

"Please... I want you... I want you to... ah!’’

"Like that?" Percy asked and demonstrated again. He lifted Nico up by the waist and brought him down once more, meeting him halfway with a sharp thrust.

"They will hear us.’’

"Percy!’’

He thought he was really screaming now. It hurt! It hurt so much, and yet, he couldn't stop, feeling each of his muscles fall apart every time Percy's hips met his.

"You have to take responsibility for your actions, baby." Percy whispered in his ear. That was too much for him.

Whimpering and not knowing what his body wanted, Nico pushed Percy by the shoulder and crawled out of Percy's lap, moaning and sobbing, his legs failing him halfway, causing him to fall face-first into the pillows. Nico didn't understand what was happening to himself, he just... just... was going to explode at any moment if the world didn't make sense again. How could pain be so mixed with pleasure like that to make him delirious? Because the look on Percy's face could only be an illusion his mind was creating. It felt like... like he was the prey and Percy the predator.

"Where are you going?’’

"I... I don't know!’’

"Baby.’’

A shiver ran up his spine and made his legs shake. There was something in Percy's voice that made him freeze where he had fallen. What was happening to them? He couldn't look at Percy, he was afraid to see what he would find there, and he wanted to run away, but... but Nico didn't want to move and maybe find out what was scaring him so much. Either way, he was moving just the same, crawling across the huge bed towards... he didn't know, anywhere was fine. So why did he stop at the edge of the bed, still trembling and... and feeling an anticipation that he didn't know where it came from? The door was right in front of him, either the bathroom or the exit. If he felt so trapped, why wasn't he heading towards them?

Nico moaned in surprise when Percy's hand touched the middle of his back and gently slid up and down in one of the most comforting gestures Nico had ever experienced.

"Do you want to play?" Percy then asked, still not moving closer. "Or do you want to sleep some more? It's still early.’’

"I..  "Nico curled in on himself and hid his face in the pillow.

He didn't understand what was happening to him. Nothing made sense. He didn't want to be feeling these things and he didn't want to be that kind of person. Like, a few days ago he was fine with what was going on. So what was the problem?

"You can tell me.’’

"I want to cum." Nico admitted, his face buried against the pillow.

"Then look at me. Yes?’’

Nico denied it, curling up even more.

The bed around him rocked and then Percy was beside him, warm hands were on his spine along with lips that slid down the length of his back until they reached the curve of his buttocks, nibbling on them.

"Are you ready to talk?" Percy murmured against his skin.

When Nico denied him once again, Percy's lips moved down a little further and found his entrance, kissing the area gently. "Don't ever do that again. I don't want to see you hurt.’’

Nico had no other reaction than to shudder and moan against the pillows, feeling himself melt as Percy's tongue caressed a deeper place.

"Do you want me to touch your cock?’’

Nico denied it. All he did was deny it. What was going on!

"Do you want me to stop?’’

So, he denied it once again, surprising himself.

"Baby." Percy said in the most affable voice he'd ever heard and it made him feel strangely... happy, satisfied even.

"I want you... inside me.’’

"Really?" Now Percy sounded almost condescending, even ironic. Which made sense. They were doing exactly that until Nico had a panic attack.

"Tell me if it's too much.’’

All Nico could do was gasp, breathless from the sudden movement. The mattress sank slightly behind him and Percy tucked himself over his back. Hands encircled his waist, pulling him closer and fingers dug into his hair, strangely forcing him to inhale deeply. The funny thing was that Percy didn't even use much force, his head spinning, trying to come up with explanations for why this moment seemed so different from the others. What made him feel so distressed and so excited at the same time? At the moment, it didn't matter. Nico felt the head of Percy's member against his entrance once again and then everything in his vision blurred, his head clearing of any thoughts for a few moments. It was hard to describe. Nico didn't know if it was Percy's grip getting tighter and tighter on his skin, if it was Percy gasping against his ear or if even it was the decisive and forceful way Percy fucked him, slowly but with purpose with each short, well-placed thrust.

Maybe he just wanted Percy to keep him under control and tell him what to do next. Would he be forced to talk about it too? Before that could happen, Nico would rather run away and never come back. Or he would have, if Nico hadn't felt Percy's hands holding him against his broad chest, preventing him from moving too much.

"Everything's fine. With me, okay?" Percy held him between his arms and slowed down his movements, but it was too late. Something in the way Percy held him finally made Nico let go. Nico allowed Percy to continue holding him and shuddered for the next few minutes, relaxing against Percy's chest, feeling Percy go with him. 

"All right?" Percy said after a few moments when neither of them did anything to move.

"I'm not sure." That was the most sincere thing that had come out of his lips since he woke up.

***

"I'm not sure. "Nico said, still sunk against Percy's chest, finally feeling safe and at peace.

He felt so strange that Nico would never have the words to express it. What had changed in five minutes that made him feel so good now?

"Everything is fine. You were great." Percy still had one hand in his hair and the other on his waist, which was now massaging his belly and lower abdomen, gently rocking him.

"What's going on? I didn't... I didn't want to run.”

"I know you didn't’.’

"I just..’’

"It's okay if you let yourself feel it.’’

"Let me feel what?’’

"I've learned that sometimes our minds go to strange places. As if our body wanted one thing and our minds, another. So it's okay to feel, whatever it is.’’

"Since when do you know so much about feelings?’’

"I...looked for help.’’

"Psychological?’’

Percy nodded against his back and Nico had to turn around to see for himself, but Percy wasn't facing him; he was looking out of the window.

"When you left, I realized that it was bad to suffer so much for someone, that made me want to kill myself.’’

"Percy! I never wanted this to happen! Why didn't you tell me?’’

"You're not responsible for my actions, and I'm not responsible for yours. Or at least, that wasn't the case back then.’’ 

Then Percy gave a mischievous little smile and Nico rolled his eyes. Looks like they had a lot to talk about. 

"The point is that I couldn't ask you to come back and it wasn't fair to let depression sink me down. I did what Sally asked." Percy shrugged. "I went to the doctor. And even with help, I still missed you. I had no choice but to see you having fun and growing up without me.

"I... it wasn’t forever." Nico muttered, feeling like a monster. "It was supposed to be a few months, then a year. I didn't have the courage to face you again.’’

"What made you change your mind?’’

"A photo. Annabeth and you, sitting on your bed.’’

Nico watched as, in slow motion, the look of sadness turned to amusement and happiness, Percy hugging him tighter.

"Oh, if she only knew.’’

"Knew what?’’

"Annabeth did it on purpose, thinking she was going to hurt you. I think she did it, didn't she?’’

"Percy!" Now Percy was laughing for real, throwing himself backwards onto the bed and taking him with him, trapping him in a bear grip.

"Let me go!’’

"No, it's serious now. Do you want to talk about what happened?’’

"I don't think so.’’

"Aren't you even going to give me a clue? A pointer? Nothing at all?’’

Nico could even imagine the nightmare. If Percy knew what Nico really wanted... it would be the end of him.

"All right. I got it.’’

Percy stretched and put Nico against the pillows. Before getting up, he kissed Nico and smiled at him, turning around in bed. He opened a drawer on his side of the bed and took out a diary with a blue cover, similar to the one he had given Nico.

"I think I'll write after I've had a bath. It's relaxing, don't you think?" Percy put the diary on his side of the bed and kissed Nico once more, going to the bathroom inside the suite and closing the door.

Nico heard the sound of water falling on the floor and felt like the dumbest person in the world. His own diary was right next to him on the dresser and the last thing he wanted to do was write about his feelings. He felt forced and manipulated into doing something he didn't want to, but, after all, it was only fair; Percy had told him something deep and personal, which left him in the position of telling something just as personal. In the end, wasn't that what he wanted? For Percy to... tell him what to do? Nico just didn't think it would spill over into life outside of sex. But if Percy wanted to know, he'd make Percy regret it.

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So, how was it? The update came faster, didn't it? It's easier when the chapters are shorter. I hope you enjoyed it. Did Nico overdo it? I don't know. But I think he's a bit touch starved, you know? When you miss someone so much that being close to them overwhelms you. I think the same goes for Percy.

Any way, It was fun. I hope you are enjoying. I would like to know what you think about it. See you all next week!

AMOR DE BABÁ - Nico!Babá, Percy!Professor - Índice

Oii, como vai? Como eu prometi, venho com uma nova história. Quer dizer, ela não é inédita, mas eu nunca a coloquei por aqui. Entretanto, já tenho alguns capítulos postado em outros lugares, no Tapas e no Patreon, em versão original. Vão ser capítulos curtos, mas mesmo assim queria compartilhar com vocês, especialmente para o caso de plagio aparecer. (Apareceu alguém com uma história triste tentando usar minha história e minhas palavras, sabe? Então vou trazer outras histórias por aqui também, a fim de documentação)

Por enquanto apenas tenho a versão em português. Em breve a versão em inglês estará disponível.

Essa história surgiu porque eu queria abordar algo diferente, algo bem clichê, algo que fosse rápido e que acabou se alongando e se aprofundando mais do que eu queria. (Eu estava tentando vencer o bloqueio de outra história). As vezes, a história de vida dos personagens fala mais alto, e assim, a história nasceu. Um pai de família que tenta o melhor que pode e um garoto que está juntando dinheiro para entrar em uma faculdade de renome.

Como sempre, os personagens são bem OOC, bem fora do caráter do canon, embora eu tenha tentando manter a essência deles. Então, considerem a história mais como um original do que uma fanfic. Eu decidi focar em uma construção de personagem e mundo que soasse realista. Pensei, como Percy agiria e qual seria a personalidade dele se ele fosse criado de forma rígida e exigente, no meio de pessoas incrivelmente ricas e educado para ser o CEO de uma das empresas mais importantes de uma das metrópoles mais relevantes do mundo. Já o Nico vem de uma realidade humilde, seu pai envolvido com figuras politicas de uma cidade pequena há poucas horas da cidade grande, criado para se conformar com o que o pai decidisse ser o certo, mas desejando mais do que se casar com quem seu pai mandasse e a vida de cidade pequena.

Basicamente, essa é a premissa dessa história. Agora, como essas duas pessoas se encontrão é o mistério que logo se transformará em algo além de pura atração. Até o momento tenho dois arcos narrativos prontos, a história no momento com 95 mil palavras. Não há sexo nas primeiras 40 mil palavras, embora haja certa insunuação que para mim soou mais interessante do que o proprio sexo.

O primeiro capítulo é levemente lento, mas eu prometo que a partir do segundo as coisas começam a ficar mais interessantes. Os capítulos são curtos porque a plataforma de monetização exige que os capítulos sejam curtos. Então, a cada três partes seria o que eu costumo colocar em um capítulo. Se vocês pudessem ler e me dar um feedback sincero, eu agradeceria. Estou pensando em excluir o primeiro capítulo inteiro, então sua opinião pode me ajudar a decidir isso.

Agora, vamos as informações oficiais:

Tenho duas capas para essa história, embora eu costume usar a segunda.

Certo, ele disse a si mesmo. Nada pessoal. Claro. Não era nada de mais, apenas mais um emprego onde Nico ficaria alguns meses, faria um pouco de dinheiro e seguiria para o próximo trabalho até que tivesse o suficiente para a faculdade. Ele deu alguns passos em direção a porta e subiu os poucos degraus, esses feitos de um mármore branco e cinza. Logo em seguida, tocou a campainha antes que seus nervos falassem mais alto. Impaciente e vencido pela ansiedade, Nico tocou novamente a campainha, apertando o botão mais forte do que pretendia no exato momento em que a porta se abriu, revelando um homem alto de quase dois metros de altura, cabelos negros bagunçados e intensos olhos verdes que o fitavam com desinteresse. Certo, nada pessoal.

 Nico!Babá, Percy!Professor

Essa é uma história sobre um estudante que para ter dinheiro na faculdade, se torna babá, conhecendo o pai das crianças e desenvolvendo um sentimento/tesão por ele. A partir daí as fantasias começam a surgir e tudo vai se complicando entre eles. 

Resumo: Nico, um garoto de vinte anos, trabalha para bancar os custos da faculdade quando é despedido de seu atual emprego. Em busca de outro, conhece Percy Jackson, um empresário e professor universitário, o pai das crianças que ele cuidará pelos próximos meses. A partir daí, Nico se envolve com a família Jackson mais do que esperava.

Fandom Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan

Ship Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson past Will Solace/Nico di Angelo

Personagens Percy Jackson Nico di Angelo Annabeth Chase Jason Grace Hazel Levesque Will Solace Hades Alice Jackson Logan Jackson

Avisos Amizade Amor Angústia Universo alternativo Nico!Babá Percy! Professor Personagens originais D/s elementos Diferença de idade

Em alguns minutos sai o primeiro capítulo.

THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER IV

Hi, I came earlier than expected. As I had some time free, here's another chapter. There's probably more until Friday, but I'm not sure. Hope you enjoy. And thank you for your support in advance.

In this chapter I need to give some warnings. For those who know me, they know that I always write about sex, whether in the beginning, middle, end or during the whole story, but as this blog is new, I thought it would be good to let you know. Another thing is that, as I am posting as I write, some things may change. So, if there's something new that has changed, I'll let you know in the final notes or here at the beginning. And like, I mean, I don't like very... nice characters, so Percy and Nico's personalities will start to show, okay? Nothing villainous, but it could generate some kind of discussion, and I don't warn you about that things. In fact, I rarely do announcements, although I do enjoy talking about the story. (Warnings are about things I don't usually write about, subjects too taboo, or some kind of non-con). In this way, you are invited to give your opinion on any aspect of the story, whether in Portuguese, English or Spanish. Yes, I'm almost trilingual or would I be polyglot? srsrsr Anyway, I hope it's a good read!

Previous chapters: CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / CHAPTER III

"Then, let me decide. I just need your permission.”

"Permission to do what?"

Nico watched in slow motion as the hand that had been around his shoulder traveled to the back of his neck, massaging the spot, and gently pulled him closer, tilting his head until it reached just the right position for Percy's lips to finally come down against his in the sweetest, most innocent kiss he'd ever tasted, as if Percy was determined to regain everything they'd lost, starting with a tender, chaste kiss, a light brush of lips, candlelit dinners, and... and a lot of hugging?

The problem was things didn’t stay chaste for long. Moaning and shuddering, Nico felt one of Percy's hands slide down his back in a slow, willing caress, slipping inside his shirt, pressing him against his chest just as he opened his mouth in a needed gasp to have his tongue captured and sucked, so deliciously that he found himself closing his eyes and moaning again, clutching Percy's shoulders fearing he would fly away.

"That’s good, hm?" Percy murmured sometime later, lips still glued to his, nibbling slowly, hands safe and away from any sensitive parts. For now.

That was so unfair! Nico had waited so long for this moment! And now it was hard to think, let alone return an acceptable answer. He had missed that closeness and mostly had missed kissing Percy, even if Nico had only kissed him once before heading off to Italy, embarrassed and with his tail between his legs.

"Baby.” Percy whispered once more against his lips and licked them, catching him off guard once more, his tongue finding Nico’s, sealing their lips together, Percy's hands digging into his hair, pulling it a little, making him moan, while the other hand on his waist dragged him across the bench, pulling him closer, almost putting him in his lap, that is, when coughing was heard somewhere near them.

"Are you gentlemen ready to order?"

The kiss was broken with a wet sound and a needy whimper that came from Nico himself. The truth was simple, Nico was flying, floating in sensations he didn't even remember ever having, and not even the waiter trying to get their attention could stop him from feeling it. Then, his back was placed against the seat of the bench, and Percy's hands returned to his shoulders, now massaging him slowly as if that would calm him down. He heard a chuckle, and then Percy's voice came through the room, husky and slow, asking for wine and the dish of the day. Just one dish. Anyway, it's not like they're going to eat a lot.

"Thanks.” Percy said after a few minutes, Nico was content to sit still and watch the waiter walk away in embarrassment.

“Bad boy, embarrassing poor servants. What will they say about us?”

"Who's bad here?" he found himself saying, not the least bit sorry, although he was not the one who started it.

“You're right, I am. As long as you're good to me.”

He didn't even bother to answer, just looked at the smug expression on Percy's face, so arrogant he had the urge to show him who was in charge. Then, as if by magic, Percy smiled and held his face and pressed their lips against his for a long time in an affectionate gesture that warmed his skin the way something more intense would.

"Don’t be mad.”

"Do you think you can solve everything with kisses?"

"Not everything. Sex and gifts can also help. Who knows a very relaxing massage?”

Nico felt like hitting Percy until he couldn't anymore. Luckily, their food arrived, and an entire bottle with two glasses was placed on the table.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?"

“It's your favorite.”

It really was his favorite, dry and red, strong. A good vintage too. He wondered if every Italian family was like that, looking like they had wine in their veins instead of blood. It didn't matter, so Percy opened the bottle and filled their glasses to the brim.

“To new beginnings and old friends.”

They toasted, taking a few mouthfuls in between kisses and laughter, and drank some more until the bottle was empty, the sky outside long ago dark, lost in the black of the night along with any inhibitions they might’ve had.

***

And as he'd said before, his life was one big cheap cliché. Nico didn't remember how he got home, who opened the door, or how they got upstairs to his room. Had they locked the door? Where was his backpack? And the guitar? Had they--

"Nico… baby…" He threw his head back and moaned. He was so drunk, his legs on Percy's shoulders and hands gripping anything he could get hold of.

It hadn't been long since Percy had thrown him onto the bed and ripped off his shoes and pants, boxers, jacket, and shirt all at once. He barely had time to climb onto the pillows before Percy was there, between his legs, touching, kissing, marking with his teeth wherever they landed. Everything was going so fast that when he least realized it, Percy was licking his cock quickly, from top to base, to go past his balls and then…then his entrance, nibbling and using his fingers and tongue, both of them fighting the drunkenness and the narrow path, so narrow... it'd been so long since he had tried anything, even if that thing hadn’t been successful.

“Nico, are you sure--”

"I am! I am!”

“Is everything fine? It's so tight… hmm…” But Percy was moaning as if he was the one being touched. "And it smells so good…"

Nico was so glad he'd been prepared! He didn't even have time to finish the thought when he felt... he felt Percy's fingers slip out of him, replaced by Percy's tongue, wet and slightly rough, brushing around the puckered area to force himself in, moving rhythmically… he wasn't going to make it, it had been so long since anyone had tried to touch him there, it felt so much better this time, so good he could… his spine bowed and he groaned, a deep sound coming from his lungs, escaping his lips. And, of course, Percy's mouth was already there, momentarily helping to prolong his orgasm, Percy's fingers penetrating him again, now sliding around more easily, the lube finally doing its job. But it was too late. Percy's lips on his cock were too intense, more than he could handle. He finally felt himself coming and coming as Percy sucked him hard, licking the head, making it ache so good he had to pull Percy by the hair to push it away from his cock, still pulsing with the semen that escaped from Percy's lips, trickling down his neck.

"All good?” Percy asked, but he didn't know. It felt like Percy had ripped his soul through the orgasm. Nico could barely open his eyes or breathe, still feeling himself throb and shudder. "I hurt you?”

Nico could only shake his head, trying to control his body. It’d been so sudden that his nerves were still trying to keep up with the events, and he… Nico couldn't remember anyone ever doing this for him, so… so… thoroughly.

“Nico.”

He was trying. He swore he was. He was just having a hard time getting his head to stop spinning.

“Nico, look at me.” So he did, because it seemed simple enough.

"Here you are. My Nico lied to me?”

"I lied?” Nico didn't understand the question. Why would he lie? He blinked slowly and saw that Percy didn't look angry. He was lying between his legs, still fully dressed. Percy held Nico’s hair and stroked it with a pretty smile on his face.

"When was the last time?”

"I don't know. Never? I never got to… you know, go to the end.” He found himself sighing, his eyes growing heavy from Percy's fingers on his scalp, slowly lulling him to sleep.

“That explains a lot.”

“Hm?”

“Why don't you get some rest?”

"Where are you going?” But it was too late. With another sigh, his eyes closed once more, putting him to sleep faster than any pill ever could.

***

When Nico opened his eyes again, it was still dark, and the clock on the wall marked two in the morning. They were still in Nico’s bed, and as usual, Percy had kept his promise; they were sleeping on their sides, the sheet covering them, Percy behind him, hugging him around the waist, with his other hand under... under his head, curling around his neck, chest against back, face against the back of his neck and, maybe, he was holding on to this one arm around his neck like he was hugging a teddy bear close to his chest. Strangely, he didn't feel suffocated the way he would with anyone else, it was like… like a physical reminder that they were here together, and this time Percy wasn't going to let him get away.

What was he doing? A few hours ago he was saying that he wasn't ready and that he didn't want a relationship, and now… what? Was he comfortable staying in that position, trapped in that more than possessive hold, and still… still enjoying it? Approving Percy's attitude? He had sworn he would never let anyone get that close again, in that affectionate way, but this was Percy, wasn't it? Nico knew he could trust him. Right? And after all, it was just sex. What was wrong with that? Even if he was talking about Percy, the person who knew him the most in this world...

That is, he had come back because he missed Percy, but he didn't expect to be reciprocated and much less so quickly, also because they had so much time together and nothing had happened in the past, so why would it happen like this? Out of the blue? He knew Percy tried to be the best version of himself, though, knowing Percy the way he knew him?... Well, Percy wasn't the kind of person to forgive easily, a trait they both shared. Then, no one could blame him if he was expecting to spend time with his friend to finally come to terms with the fact that things between them weren't going to work out. Now, he found himself at this dead end, actually being reciprocated. The truth is, Nico hadn't prepared for any of this, hadn't planned or thought about what Percy liking him back really meant for his future. He would probably have gone back to Italy after graduating in a few years, staying long enough to take care of what he needed, and then…then he would do what his father had been asking him for years.

What was he supposed to do now? This couldn't be a good idea, he was sure something would happen and destroy everything because that was what happened to him, and he would have to deal with the consequences. So why did he get carried away? Was it because of the wine? What excuse would he use now that he wasn't drunk anymore? Why was he still in the same position, as content as he'd ever been, letting himself be held like that and feeling Percy practically press him against the bed in his sleep? And if he--

“Nico?” Percy said hoarsely, his sleepy voice drawing his attention.

"Did I wake you up?”

"Your heart. Is racing.”

To prove his point, Percy brought his hand to the middle of Nico's chest and massaged the spot, moving his hands up and down, making things worse. Nico wanted to cry and wanted to struggle. He wanted to run back to Italy and hide where no one would ever find him again. In the end, all Nico did was lie still, barely breathing, feeling Percy move against him. Percy tucked one of his legs between Nico’s, making him gasp as Percy brushed his lips against the back of his neck, turning Nico’s head slowly toward him until Percy brought their lips together in a slow, affectionate gesture.

"What happened, hmm? What's the problem?” Percy said, sounding more like he was asleep than awake, grinding against him, slow and calm, in control.

Nico didn't know exactly what was going on, he just knew it was working. Feeling skin on skin and so safe, he let his breath out and opened his mouth, finding Percy right there, ready to welcome him sweetly, going back to hugging him tightly, sliding their tongues together, easy and delicious, as if they had always had done that, as uncomplicated as breathing.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" Percy pulled away for a moment and blinked slowly at him, a little more awake.

Nico just looked at Percy, hair tousled and lips swollen, eyes almost closing with exhaustion. That's when reality hit him like a punch in the stomach. He loves Percy, really loves him. Nico didn't like Percy because no one else wanted to be his friend at his worst or because Percy stood up for him during childhood, it wasn't even because Percy had always been his best friend and always would be. Now, looking into those green eyes, he finally realized the truth. How could he not love someone so generous and caring, someone so kind? So helpful, always willing to solve his problems without Nico even having to ask for help?

"I love you.” Nico said without thinking, distracted by the way Percy leaned towards him once more, about to give him another kiss. That made Percy stop in his tracks, wrinkle his nose in a confused expression, and then smile, moving the rest of the distance closer, touching their lips in a light brush.

"I love you more. Very. A lot more.”

It was strange. He didn't feel any different than he had five minutes ago, but it was good for his heart, allowing him to lift a weight off his back that Nico didn't even know was there. Percy saying he loved him didn't make him feel better or worse, either. It was a pretty obvious fact, especially after seeing everything that had happened these last few years. The only apparent effect was to warm his heart, like the phone calls did, like looking into Percy's face and seeing the warm smile there, always available for him, or how Percy's arms were always open to receive him.

“No need to worry about it." Percy said, going back to caressing the middle of his chest, turning him to face Percy and hugging him again, not an inch of distance between them, Percy's hands sliding down his back, one of them digging into the hair at the back of his neck, Percy's favorite place to touch him now, and in the past when he didn't know what that gesture meant. Or when he chose to ignore the fact.

"Worry about what?"

“I can see it in your face.”

"I did nothing.”

“But you want to. So, before you create these stories and act impulsively, talk to me.”

“Per.”

“You promised you wouldn't run away.”

"When was that?”

"When you said you come back to stay."

Nico didn't promise anything, but it was like he had.

In the end, Percy was right. He should worry less. What was the use of anticipating what might happen if the future had so many possibilities? Or those positive, happy thoughts could be Percy's influence on him. Nico suspected that once Percy stopped touching him, those worries would come back like an anvil thrown at his head. However, at that moment, he would let himself be comforted and hugged, he would let Percy's smile light up the darkness around him, and he would let one more kiss make him sigh and forget that tomorrow was a new day and that with it, more problems would appear to worry him.

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THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER III

Hi! We are back. I tried my best, so I hope is acceptable.

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The bell rang just as Nico yawned, making him bringing a hand to his mouth.

“Do you want to go home?” Percy asked, pausing to write on the physics question sheet momentarily, seeming to think seriously about something to hurriedly get back to writing, without taking his attention away from the task, all while holding it in one of his hands, as if Nico were going to leave any minute now. running in case Percy wasn't there to stop him. It was almost funny, both of them sitting in a circle of six or seven people on the library floor while he watched Percy do all the heavy lifting.

He wanted to tell Percy that he wasn't tired, that it was just jet lag. Even though he arrived two or three days ago, he still hadn't got used to it and he’d barely been able to sleep the previous nights, not to mention the climate which was much milder than in Italy, the cold weather making him sleepy and slow. The problem was, Percy said that it would be ten minutes that turned into thirty and now, an hour and half later, sitting in the middle of his classmates, they were solving the questions that the teacher had given them. He knew he should be helping Percy with the task, just like the others were doing, working in pairs, but as Percy seemed happy to write alone, Nico let Percy enjoy himself, watching the serious and concentrated expression on his friend's face that finally raised his face and looked at him, smiling, as if only at that moment Percy had remembered Nico's presence.

"Sorry. I always end up doing these things by myself. I don't have the patience to wait around.”

Percy was right. The people around were writing, but they were also talking in low voices, discret but obvious.

"I promised. Let's go.”

“You can finish, I don't care.”

"I have finished.”

Percy was right once again, Nico peeked at the sheet in Percy's lap and saw that all the questions were filled with complete answers.

"Do you want to take it home and study?"

“No, thank you.”

So he got to his feet, Percy behind him, and supporting him from behind, Percy put the sheet into his bag. Nobody seemed to see them leave, only the librarian greeted them on the way out and finally they were free; the late afternoon sun was still shining, bringing some of the humidity and warmth that he missed so much. Satisfied, Nico took a few steps out of the halls towards the open courtyard and closed his eyes, letting the sun's rays gently warm his skin. Of course, soon Percy was at his side, holding his hand, as he always had. Percy's presence was always comforting, even if he could feel his friend's gaze on him.

"What?” Nico had to ask, eyes still closed.

"I held you captive, didn't I?"

"Don’t be ridiculous.” Nico nearly rolled his eyes in impatience, wanting to get out of there, but felling content in spending a few more minutes in the sun.

"Don’t get mad at me.”

“I'm not.” He almost didn't care about what Percy said, feeling the teasing tone returning with force. Because, in the end, he knew that what Percy wanted was attention.

“Hmm, no. It can't stay like this.”

Nico opened his eyes and saw that, without realizing it, they were already in the school's parking lot. That had been his biggest mistake, while he was distracted by the clear skies and nice weather, he'd missed the moment when Percy had cornered him against the wall of the parking lot and lifted his own hands and… and shoved them against his belly and abdomen, starting a tickle war. He couldn't remember the last time someone had the nerve to do that to him. In fact, Percy had been the last one, two years ago, before he traveled far away. Back then, when Nico was quiet for too long this was Percy's favorite tactic to get him to talk or react; he had to admit, he didn't miss this humiliating torture, but the touch was welcome. Contradictory, no? It seemed that anything Percy did at that moment would be welcomed.

"Percy Jackson!” He squeaked and uncoiled himself from Percy's grasp, running away from those long restless fingers. Of course he would have no peace! Percy came running after him, laughing like a maniac and with legs twice as long as his. Percy in mere minutes reached him, holding him by the waist.

"Ni-coo…" And okay, now that he analyzed things… they didn't have the most innocent banter, because the way Percy held him tight, back to chest and mouth right next to his ear… that was exactly how things used to happen in the past.

"I forgive you! I forgive you.”

"Realy? You're not saying this to then get back at me in slow and cruel ways?”

"I would never do that!”

“Liar.” Percy said in the same sweet, quiet way against his skin, looking like he wasn't going to let go of him anytime soon.

“Percy! We are not children anymore!”

"That’s very true. I don’t feel like a kid.” Percy murmured again and gave a dry chuckle that made the hairs on the back of Nico’s neck stand up. That is, before Percy turned him around and walked even closer to him, touching his forehead his own. And maybe, this gesture would be something common when they were away from prying eyes, under the covers, in the thousands times he slept at Percy's house, since only the maids and Bianca would be waiting for him at home. When they were little, it seemed kind of affectionate and innocent, but now… well… it still seemed affectionate. "Do you want dinner? The restaurant is still open.”

But how could he think about food when they were so close, breathing each other's air? When Percy's hands were on his waist and in his hair, not allowing him to look away? When Percy hugged him so tight? Their bodies pressed together and even through their clothes he could feel Percy's heat.

"Nico… Niccolas…" Why did Percy have to whisper his name like that? Why did he have to touch him like that? So strong and steady, as if he feared he was going to disappear at any moment. He… he didn't know if he was ready.

So close now... Percy's head came towards his and... and... and he let out a breath, closing his eyes.

"Food. Food is good. Right?” He swallowed hard for a moment, but when Percy did nothing but keep hugging him without moving any closer, Nico opened his eyes, seeing his intense eyes on him, burning like flames.

"You are afraid of me.” It was a statement, the light in Percy's eyes seeming to fade along with his playful smile.

"No… I don't… I'm just… not ready?"

"That's right? Or is it something else? I don't want to be one of those people.”

He understood what Percy meant. Percy would never do something to abuse his trust even if he tried. He trusted Percy, it was himself that Nico didn't trust. If he was already like this in less than twenty four hours around Percy, what would happen if he got carried away? He feared… that the obsession would return even more intense than before.

"Can we take it slow?" Nico finally managed to spit it out, feeling himself shudder.

"Sure. Everything you want.” And Percy seemed to mean it.

Percy watched him for a few more moments, as if deciding something important and took a step back, just enough to grab his waist and guide him to the car that was parked near the exit of the parking lot.

Percy opened the door for him, grabbed both of their backpacks and placed them in the backseat, quickly coming around to sit beside him, looking anxious. It wasn't that anxiety of the kind of person who was angry or irritated, it was more… someone who was full of energy and didn't know what to do with it. All Nico could do was to relax against the car seat and rest his head on the window, maybe by the time they arrived at the restaurant the tension he felt would have run off.

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"What do you think?”

It was a very warm and welcoming place, the decor was done simply and in comfortable red tones, like something he would have seen in his deceased grandmother's house a few years ago. He felt like sitting in one of the armchairs near the reception, making himself a hot chocolate and sitting by the fireplace with a blanket over his shoulders.

"I liked.”

“I have a reservation.” Percy said all proud. It was six o'clock sharp, which meant that Percy had planned this whole thing, killing time at school to get him there on time.

"What do I do with you, huh?"

“How about saying, 'Thanks, Percy. You are so generous.”

"Is this how you hit on people?"

"It's working?”

Nico sighed and accepted the hand Percy offered, guiding him towards the maitre. The place was too specific. Other people their age probably wouldn't like the place as much as Nico had. The worst part was that he didn't hate it at all, Nico appreciated the effort Percy had put into finding something so… so like him, like he'd found a little piece of Italy just to make him feel better.

“You didn't have to.”

“I wanted you to feel welcome.” He didn't need to look at Percy to understand what those words really meant, because what Percy really meant was "I want you to feel at home so you never have to leave me."

He didn't know since when everything was so obvious. Every word and every gesture. It was like they were dancing, as if they knew each step and were just waiting for the music to end before finally… yeah, okay. He then lifted his head and faced Percy who at that moment seemed like the most perfect man in the whole world, the one Nico had always dreamed of having; kind, understanding, handsome, well dressed, so tall and strong he knew he'd never have to worry about defending himself again. But Percy had always been like that, the perfect prince. In the end, it really was obvious, wasn't it? That was the reason for his problem. No matter who he looked for, Nico would always end up in this same place, looking for Percy in every face. Maybe he should just… stop looking elsewhere.

"We can go home if you want." Percy told him, now stopping in front of him. He must have been making a fool of himself again, looking at Percy without saying anything.

“No, we can eat.” When the smile returned to Percy’s face, he knew he had made the right choice.

They followed the maitre down the row of tables until they climbed a pair of stairs and then entered a room that was larger than the floor below but emptier, filled with small round tables and more private ones at the back of the room next to large windows that let in daylight, but as night began to fall, aromatic candles were already lit out in the middle of the table.

"I hope you gentlemen approve the seats?" They waved and were soon offered the menu.

The truth was, Nico wasn't interested in food, that wasn't why they were there. Or was it? So he had decided, he would let Percy tell him.

"What do you want?” Percy asked, hands gripping the menu, but his eyes were on his, eyes that looked greener than ever under the candlelight, the dim night making the atmosphere even more intimate and personal.

"I don't know, a wine? You choose.”

Percy stared at him for a moment, seeming to consider the answer, and moved a little closer, putting an arm around his shoulder and closing the rest of the distance between them.

“I wanted to talk about us.”

“I know that.”

“I just…need to know.”

"I know that.”

“It's been ten years in this. I need to know.”

And Percy was right. They were so little and innocent back then, and then... then they were still little, but not so innocent until... until he freaked out and then Percy freaked out and he left without telling anyone. So, out of nowhere, and just as he did, out of nowhere, Percy had called him, so different from what Nico knew and so familiar at the same time that it left him confused for a long time. He remembered that for long months he only had the energy to fulfill his obligations and cling to these daily calls until he knew what to do. And here they were, practically in the same place, the difference was that now they understood what the consequences would be, no matter what the decision at the end.

"I like you.” Nico dicided for the simpler answer. He admitted that he wasn't the most assertive person or make the best choices.

“That's not what I asked.”

"I don't know. I miss you. That's enough?”

" No.” Percy said it all so seriously that he kind of... wanted to laugh. Or moan. Maybe it was a little bit of both. Nobody could blame him for that.

“So, it's up to you.”

“Nico! You said you weren't ready!”

"I'm not. I will never be. I don't want to destroy what we have. I really don't want a relationship. But…”

"Why do you have to be so confusing!"

“It's not about sex. That's the easy part.”

“Nico, I know. What can I do for you to--"

"Gods, Percy! I am the problem. I'm very unstable. You don't want to walk around with a time bomb in your pocket, do you?”

“Baby, you can explode whenever you want, as long as you explode with me.”

Nico moaned and put his hands to his face, this was ridiculous! They both knew why he was gone and they knew perfectly well why he had come back. Nico was still getting used to the idea that this time he had nowhere to run when his feelings erupted everywhere, forcing Percy to pick up the pieces.

"Can you be serious for five minutes?"

“I know all that, darling. Every little thing you think you can hide from me.”

"It will be worse than before!"

“You said I could decide.”

"Yes, but-- I want to take it slow."

"Then, let me decide. I just need your permission.”

“Permission to do what?”

Nico watched in slow motion as the hand that had been around his shoulder traveled to the back of his neck, massaging the spot, and gently pulling him closer, tilting his head until it reached just the right position for Percy's lips to finally come down against his in the sweetest, most innocent kiss he'd ever tasted.

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What did you think? I already warn you that the surprises will keep coming and that Percy and Nico are not exactly nice. Like, they're rich and that will become clearer later on. I hope it's been fun. Comments are always welcome. See you next week.

Something I made while dealing with my own stuff and hoping drawing this would pick me up somehow. Maybe it worked.

FT my cat. His name is Mischief

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I actually didn't expect anyone here to still read pernico. So I'm really happy to see people liking and reblogging. Thank you very much. The truth is that I wanted to start a blog to write things without much expectation, you know? If I can finish the stories, great, if not that's fine too. I hope to see you around here in the next posts. It's always a pleasure, when self-criticism and writer's block let me write, it's always a good experience to start a new story and see if people are enjoying it.

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